Dedicate loyalty to the good empire

Chapter 439 I, the Master of the Eldar Duel Arena

The Archon sister comes from an ancient Eldar noble family whose history can be traced back to the beginning of the Empire.

However, for the Eldar, ten thousand years is not actually considered "ancient". According to the Archon's sister, her mother has even met the Emperor.

This was also the source of her family's worship of force. The Eldar witnessed the years of the Primarch and the Emperor, and saw humans use brute force to flatten the entire galaxy.

While her compatriots indulged in the ridiculous jokes that resulted from the Horus Heresy, she realized it.

Strength is really useful!
Her insightful ideas successfully drove her crazy.

Relying on her crazy fighting style, she successfully completed the initial accumulation of her assets.

According to the memories of the Eldar of that era, she fought like a greenskin.

Listening to the memories about the Archon's sister, Taylor walked into the ancient Gothic fortress and looked at the noble lady in front of him who was holding a folding fan, had a beautiful face, and was even quite cute by human standards.

She looked to be no more than 25 years old, maybe even less than 20, with fair skin and a small, delicate face. She could be said to be about as young as a human adolescent girl.

But she has no acne, no unkempt appearance, no freckles, and has perfect skin. She wears a black lace long dress, and her exposed skin exudes a delightful desire.

She looks like an indecent and lonely lady. As long as you climb into her bed, you can enjoy the glory and wealth of her husband.

Her voice also sounded childish and elegant, making people want to hold her down and do something terrible.

But she spoke in standard High Gothic, which sounded just like the Imperial Gothic that Guilliman used in formal settings.

She asked. "Human?"

The voice was melodious, the grammar was mature, and the accent sounded like that of a standard imperial aristocrat.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, the situation began to take a turn for the worse.

"The last time I saw humans was on Armageddon. As part of the Eldar that entered the atmosphere, I witnessed the Emperor of Mankind and Primarch Horus slaughter tens of thousands of greenskins."

"How I wish to have sex with that golden giant. The child I give birth to will definitely be as good as the bastard of the Kede family..."

Taylor couldn't help but sigh. "Emperor be damned, this guy has a mouth."

Then he asked the Archon, "How do you manage to use Gothic so elegantly?"

The Archon's sister replied, "My father taught me Gothic. He died in his bed after completing the breeding."

"My current father is my 13655th generation father. It's worth mentioning that I am the only heir in our family."

Taylor said frankly, "It's a truly shameful birth rate."

"So your father is here?"

The noblewoman replied, "Just died this morning."

"I was in need of a soul at the time, so I raped him and tortured him. I didn't expect that I would make him so fat, and in the end, he didn't even get me pregnant."

Her tone is always so elegant, and her words always make people want to wash their ears.

Taylor spoke in a state of uneasiness and helplessness. "I came here to apply for a job. Your daughter hired me, and I..."

The Eldar noble replied, "I know."

"My family, those foolish and reckless men."

She smiled slightly and said, "She is so beautiful that it can topple a country."

"I am currently in charge of a major matter concerning Comoros, which is organizing and managing the Cain (God of War) Duel Arena."

Taylor had actually heard a little about this matter. The duel arena was a specialty of Comoros, and the almost massacre-like duels there were one of the few places in Comoros that produced a large amount of pain and souls.

Many nobles come here for fun. Instead of killing people themselves, they would rather watch aliens, humans, or even the Eldar who have made mistakes fight each other.

Watching the victor kill the enemy in the most brutal way is enough to make the dark elves extremely happy.

Even with the enormous space within the arena, tickets were still hard to come by. The resources they could spend to see the arena were enough to tempt a large cabal family. At the same time, the value of a large, independent, fully operational arena was inestimable.

At this moment, the Eldar noblewoman said, "I know full well that many of our sworn enemies will be unhappy."

"Money, death, victory..."

“We’re obsessed with it.”

"Desire, flesh and blood, sex, this is the meaning of my life..."

Taylor couldn't help but say to the Archon's sister, "Your mother and you are two completely different extremes."

"You're almost an ascetic."

The consul's sister replied, "Only those who are sufficiently greedy can maintain a large family. Only those who are insatiable can control the rise and fall of a family."

"If one day I need to inherit this empire, I will immediately turn into the worst...

monster."

Taylor said with a hint of admiration, "If you were human, we would probably be friends."

He turned around and asked, "So I think I understand, but what does this have to do with me?"

The lady asked. "Let me ask you, human, what do you think is the core of controlling a business as big as the dueling arena?"

"Warriors? Operations? Publicity? Building strength or management?"

Taylor said without hesitation, "Of course it's violent."

"Since there are no laws and no rules, you need fists to make customers pay."

"Since others are eyeing the business, guns are the most important resource."

The Eldar lady smiled. "You don't look human."

"Greenskin? Eldar? They're definitely not human."

"You keep saying you like peace and doing nothing."

"But have you ever really been afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice?"

"Have you ever felt the fear of stepping into the world of nothingness?"

It was as if she could see through the human heart, like a demon guiding its prey step by step.

Taylor sighed and replied, "Ma'am, I am a true human being."

"Today's Imperials have simply forgotten the pioneering spirit of the past and many of the practices of former humans."

"I admit that curiosity killed the cat, but without curiosity we wouldn't have set foot on the stars."

The Eldar noble laughed and then said.

"I want you to get into my bed!"

Taylor replied. "We have reproductive isolation."

She replied, "I was transformed by the Blood Ling people a long time ago. It's just that the Eldar's fertility problem is engraved on my soul..."

"Forget it, I'll let you manage my arena. Help me for one standard Terra month, and you can take the money and leave!"

Taylor was taken aback by the Eldar's straightforwardness. He thought there would be some verbal battles or even some fighting.

Now he looked at the Archon's sister. "I take it back."

"You and your mother are so much alike..."

(End of this chapter)